A newcomer appears in Wharftown. It is a woman, don in colorful regalia and wearing a pendant of Tymora. She walks around the area for a brief moment of time, before disappearing into the Shanty for the evening.

Rook haunted Wharftown in the evenings, being largely nocturnal, the tiefling patrolled the cliffs and the walls. But appeared increasingly lonely on her duties, "Where the hell is everyone.." She frowned, glancing down at the silver brooch with Selûne's sigil upon it.

The familiar blue clad ranger is often seen about, though generally either on patrol or at home, as of late. There are the times when he's seen hanging around with a curly redhead and a raven haired woman, who are generally rather crude towards one another. But in general, he has remained relatively busy for a while and only recently have his patrols seemed to die down.

The shamaness can be spotted around the temple as she usually was, or roaming the border territories beyond the outskirts. Though she seems more preoccupied these recents moons, she still makes her usual presence about the township of Wharftown, often times aside a hooded ascetic.

A new arrival named Aerwyna wanders Wharftown. She has the features of a water touched, and appears friendly. Her seen activities are the practice of martial arts, swimming, and attempting to catch fish with her hands. She is particularly fond of the Shrine of Istishia.

There seemed to be a group of folks coming and going that gathered outside the Shanty last night for some time, in various twos and threes. After some time, two of them split off to wander around the town and down towards the docks. A green-garbed swords-woman and a male ascetic of some sort, dressed in an old robe. The woman seemed to be showing the monkish man around. They eventually made their way to the sea and spent time at the end of the pier together for hours, seeming to talk and enjoy one another's company, until a point when the woman was seen coming back towards town with a quick gait and haunted eyes. She slipped into the inn and wasn't seen again that night or day.

A figure spent the better part of an hour kneeling before the idol of Selune this night, deep in prayer. The wind might have caught some of her whispered words, though likely they would not have made much sense to any who heard them. When finally she arose, she made her way straight to the donation bowl, dropped in a large sack of coin, and headed onward, the formerly troubled look gone from her face and replaced with one of serenity.

A Ranger with a white leopard where seen talking (well at least the ranger) with the local militia before venturing near the forest,.They did not returned for a long time, and from the forest, the screams and howls of different animals could be heard... until nothing was heard for a time.Near nightfall the ranger and the leopard returned, him with his quiver almost empty and some scratches on his leather armour and the leopard with his usually white fur dotted with some blood stains that clearly weren't from its own blood.The leopard is seen later going to the hills and the ranger entering the portal nearby the gnomish artifact.

The one most would know as Roach, or Rhoe wanders off Redbeard's ship into Wharftown's harbor. She takes a good slow walk around the town, smiling and nodding to all she sees. She stops to take a gander at the Selunite Temple, walks along the Village Walls, then finds her way to the Slanty Shanty. After a few minutes, she emerges, mug in hand, and sips coffee on the bench just outside the Inn.

Another day goes by and Roach can be seen wandering about Wharftown, mug of coffee in hand. She looks at the walls, the Temple, the buildings... she meanders by the ships and the docks. Finally, she sits on a bench near the Slanty Shanty and finishes her coffee.

Another day, and yet again, Roach can be seen in Wharftown, this time wearing a white dress and no hood. She meanders the town, greeting anyone she sees. In her hand would be a mug, normally filled with coffee. She might even be seen entering a certain house, leaving many hours later, but she spends a bit of time sitting on a bench, merely watching.

A moustached man now is seen walking Wharftowns streets.He walks around the walls first and then he spends some time near the gates, having somea talks with the guards that would be willing to talk.At midday he goes to the local inn to get something to eat and share a drink with whoever would approach to him.On the evening the moustached man takes a walk near the port, examinating the ships and boats that may be there.Finally at night he returns to the inn to grab some more food and buys a round for everyone that is there.He suddenly leaves the inn, and if asked by one of the locals why he leaves all the sudden he would answer: "Dont worry, I'll be back soon and I'll buy some more rounds"... he then walks away from the inn and walks toward the lamp nearby

Around midmorning, closer to noon really, Roach can be seen emerging from a house. She makes her way to the Slanty Shanty, for her cup of coffee and heads outside, sitting on the docks, swinging her feet, while she sips her coffee.

A red-kin spends some time in Wharftown today. While he's mostly just sitting in front of the Shanty, he might start a conversation with people who seem interesting, and occasionally take a stroll around the small town.

The Descendant of a red dragon would actually make some conversation with some of the people, especially the guards, talking idly about the defenses the small town has, asking around, why a small town such as this is so massively defended, with massive siege weapons such as ballistae.

A ranger, not exactly well known, but not unknown in Wharftown, arrived by way of Redbeard's ship, and spent the better part of the day around the docks. The man took note of things, and recorded various bits of information that seemed relevant to him, and he spoke to several fishermen, and fish merchants as well.

The Shadow Dancer Tempo makes their way to Warftown on one of their patrols of gathering 'plants'. They spend more time time in the City and start asking around and speaking to various NPC's trying to figure out who all is in charge of what if there is a political leader, who is in charge of their military what force they have and who's in charge of their ship yard. Tempo Asks around for and about a docking permit for Warftown and explains the size and dimensions of the ship. They ask about the current local problems and any rumors and ask about what any of the town folks should need.

They being to make them selves at home here and settle in.

By now Tempo has settled in to the town proper and makes it their home rather openly often found lounging about the tavern They query up any individuals on the Where about of the Baroness Cynthia.

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In the rocky shores south of Wharftown, ridden with pirates and brigands, a small vessel crashes to the shore in the night. Men and beasts leave battle marks and indiscernible corpses are left littered around the bandit hideout as the flotsam wreckage -now derelict- washes out into the sea... but until the tides come in to take it away the sight of a crimson sail with a stylized tentacus around a skull may be seen. Any who survived the crash and survived fighting to shore have dispersed.